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0 viewsEddy's eyes on her again.She followed them out into the yard and watched him straddle the cracked vinyl saddle.Backfire set the old man's black dogs yelping, high sweet smell of cheap alcohol exhaust and the frame trembling between his legs.Now she watched him pose beside his suitcases, and it was hard to connect that up, why she'd left with him next day on the Skoda, headed into Cleveland.
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0 viewsShe followed them out into the yard and watched him straddle the cracked vinyl saddle.Backfire set the old man's black dogs yelping, high sweet smell of cheap alcohol exhaust and the frame trembling between his legs.Now she watched him pose beside his suitcases, and it was hard to connect that up, why she'd left with him next day on the Skoda, headed into Cleveland.The Skoda'd had a busted little radio you couldn't hear over the engine, just play it soft at night in a field by the road.
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50 viewsWhat they don't tell you is that it's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information.Fragments that can be retrieved, amplified...But by now the pirate would have shuttled our message into line for blackbox transmissions to the Yakuza comsat.A simple message: Call off the dogs or we wideband your program.
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i eat cats and dogs1 viewsi eat cats and dogs
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1 viewsFragments that can be retrieved, amplified...But by now the pirate would have shuttled our message into line for blackbox transmissions to the Yakuza comsat.A simple message: Call off the dogs or we wideband your program.The programm.
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0 viewsBackfire set the old man's black dogs yelping, high sweet smell of cheap alcohol exhaust and the frame trembling between his legs.Now she watched him pose beside his suitcases, and it was hard to connect that up, why she'd left with him next day on the Skoda, headed into Cleveland.The Skoda'd had a busted little radio you couldn't hear over the engine, just play it soft at night in a field by the road.Tuner part was cracked so it only picked up one station, ghost music up from some lonesome tower in Texas, steel guitar fading in and out all night, feeling how she was wet against his leg and the stiff dry grass prickling the back of her neck.
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